Missionaries return to a Congolese village to build on the legacy of their grandparents—and share the love of Christ. The singing began even before our
Each of us pilots has our own secret gulp moment. A time when, despite training, diligence, and confidence, a voice in the back of our
On approach at Methaleneng, one of our most wind-sensitive airstrips, I’m at the “abort point.” This is the point of no return for me. If
We transport a fair amount of bodies in Congo. I would have said passengers, but after someone passes on from this life we call them
I was MAF’s Ecuador Program Manager stationed in the Andean mountain city of Quito when a mission director asked for a special flight. Two days
The beauty of serving with MAF is the ability to go anywhere. You’re probably thinking, “Well, yes, that’s why you have small airplanes,” but that’s
I loved flying Ecuadorian jungle kids. They reveled in life, not yet acquiring their elders’ stoicism. At the village airstrips, girls moved in tight, giggling
MAF pilots wear two hats—that of pilot and mechanic—and they come in handy when it comes to problem solving their aircraft. A man was working
There is an air of excited anticipation so tangible you can almost see it as Matt Monson, our newest pilot, taxis off the runway and
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